Seven Shades of Rainbow

Seven Shades of Rainbow

By Damocles23

Chapter One: A Very Particular Sleepover

Sometimes, I just don’t get my friends.

Take for example Twilight Sparkle.

It all started because of her, somehow. Apparently, her first sleepover was such a huge success (even if Applejack and Rarity said they barely averted disaster) that everypony she knew had to try them, at least once every two weeks.

It was a hot summer afternoon and not because of the sheer presence of yours beloved and the fruit of her hard work, at Twilight’s, reading a book. It was a Monday, on Monday we always have those little reading sessions together. They’re fun but kind of dull. Because of some unwritten rule, somepony can’t even comment on a particularly good book without eliciting angry “shhs” from an egghead who we shouldn’t mention (Twilight). In fact, it began with me, quietly expressing my appreciation for a hilarious Daring Do quip.

“Buahahahahahahhha!With a pineapple! Ahahahaha! Hold me, Twi! My belly!”

What? You can still be quiet while rolling on the floor. Only I and five other ponies in all Equestria can do that.

She sighed, noticeably annoyed by it. Maybe she could find a spell to give herself a better sense of humor.

“Do you have to do that every 34 pages? And before you ask, I counted…”

“Why am I not surprised by that? Maybe you’re the one that is doing everything but reading in here.”

“You do this so often, I can’t concentrate on…what I was reading? Aah! You made me forget!” She quickly turned the book to see the cover with her magic. “Oh, yes! The Memories of Clover the Clever: Part Two!”

“Mine is better. I’ll just wait for the movie of that one.” Coming soon to a very crummy theater. Two tickets sold: one for Twilight and one for me, when she’s forcing me to see it for this joke.

“I bet if it was a biography of Commander Hurricane you would love it.”

“No way! Did she write one? Where is it?” I jumped in the air flying all around in the library.

“No, she didn’t even write a grocery list…”

Curse you for always crushing my hopes.
An awkward silence followed, mostly because I read only 25 other pages…And now I notice she has infected me with it, great.

“So…” she broke the silence. “I’m planning a sleepover this Saturday.”

“And?” I answered.

“And what? Did I forget something?”

“You’re not even asking me if I want to come.” A legitimate question. Sometimes her braniac behavior overcame good manners.

“Why? Are you doing something else for a change?” she almost snickered.

The nerve of someponies…

“I could ask you the same! We don’t do much at your place.”

She showed her goofiest smile “But it’s going to be fun!”

“And who, if I may ask, is coming too? And you and Spike don’t count.”

“Well, the other girls, of course.”

“Oh, yes! Always new and fresh ponies…” I rolled my eyes. Sometimes I’d like her to face the fact that only the five of us are willing to do this. But that would be mean and I respect her too much for saying that…well, not that much!

“Oh, like you have so many other friends” She waved her hoof at me with a dismissive look.

“Hey! I have a lot of other friends! I have so many friends I could swim in them!”

“Name one!” She clearly wanted to provoke me. I never backed down from a challenge. But she really took me by surprise with that one. Luckily I spot Flitter passing by, outside the balcony window.

“Flitter!”

“Really? Flitter?” she said almost…disappointed by my choice.

“Yes, Flitter! I’m hanging out with Flitter! Any problems?”

“No, no. But…does she know?” That time she was half-snickering.

“Oh, she will!” I said with all of my pride. I ran to the library’s balcony and I waved at Flitter to make her notice me.

“HEY! FLITTER!” I shouted.

“WHAAAAAT?” Flitter answered, to the surprise of Twilight who was almost knocked down by her voice from the other side.
The girl has some nice pair of lungs, I’ll have to admit. Better turn down the volume though.

“Do you want to hang out this Saturday?!”

“I’m sorry, chief. I can’t.”

“Why?”

“I have a date!!”

“Really? And who is it?”

“SNOWFLAKE!”

“SNOWFLAKE???” That turn of events took me by surprise. And I still can’t believe it…No offense to Snowflake but the girl is way beyond his league…

“YEAH! He’s such a nice pony, if you know him well! In fact, he’s the nicest pony I’ve ever met! I like him!”

Snowflake? Nice? In the same sentence? Maybe Twilight had a point…

My mind boggled, refusing to accept what she said...And to this very day I still don’t know what she sees in him.

“Well, have fun then!“ A little pause, I still needed to digest the information.“WITH SNOWFLAKE!”

“I WILL! THANKS RAINBOW DASH!”

And of course Twilight was rolling on the floor with laughter. You win this round, egghead…

The point is, how could she predict with all her brainpower that five growing ponies all under the same roof couldn’t resist to the charm and beauty of the awesomest of all of them? Well, I certainly couldn’t…In fact I would do me in a flash! Twice a day if I’m in the mood! But I digress…

After finishing the book and leaving the library I wanted to rest a little, thinking of what to do resting on a cozy cirrus nearby. Until Applejack and Rarity arrived.

Now Applejack and Rarity.Oh boy, Applejack and Rarity…How could I say no to AJ? Especially when she literally lassoes you from a nearby cloud, drags you by your tail, while the other one speaks so sugary sweet and sophisticated.“Oh, Rainbow Dash! Always so coy about everything you think is girly! Can’t you just have fun like the rest of us?”

They must’ve been hired by Twilight to make sure I couldn’t refuse this absolutely wonderful sleepover.

Hired muscles,Twi. I hope you’re proud of yourself.

As I felt the ground rubbing on my back I realized it couldn’t get worse. “Do I have any choice?”

“Mope,” says Applejack still holding my tail between her teeth. I like when she channels her brother’s briefness. At least she
wasn’t trying to convince me too, except with brute force.

“You know guys, I already said yes to Twilight!!”

“That’s curious,” Rarity interrupts. “Twilight said that immediately after making a fool of yourself, pardon me for the term, you escaped from the library by flying as fast as you could!”

Yes, I left that little detail out. So sue me.

“So it’s understandable that she was confused by that reaction, hence she asked us to assure of your presence or at least of your health.”

I notice I'm leaving an even bigger Rainbow Dash shaped trail in the ground below than I thought, so I have to give up.
“Alright, AJ! Let me go! I promise I’ll be good! I’m fine! Or I would be if you weren’t dragging me like a sack full of apples!”

Applejack complies, mostly because I was wriggling so hard, by spitting out my tail.

“Well, Ah’m glad we settled this down peacefully!”says Applejack with a big, complacent smile on her face.

“I couldn’t live on if you weren’t.” Another bout of sarcasm that I know will go to waste.

“Peaceful for your standards, darling.To be honest I was against this approach but Applejack here was so adamant…”

“Ah said before that our Rainbow here is tougher than she looks an’ don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it.” She blinked at Rarity, which she answers with a blush and a smarmy giggle.

“Oh, Celestia knows if I would enjoy that…!” And of course, they start leaning seductively toward each other. The sultry look is a plus.

I cough a little to remind that I still exist, even if not in the best condition…and for avoiding the coming of adult situations in
the light of day. You may never know when some foals may be showing up. “Oh, get a room you two!”

The two are almost startled, as I distracted them from some entrancing heaven that only existed in each other’s eyes.“Whoa, sorry sugarcube. So...are ya coming or not?”

I lift myself from the ground with my wings, patting my coat to get rid of the dirt. “Yeah, yeah…You’re insisting so much. How can I refuse?”

“I’m glad you will,” says Rarity. “I know you may think unkindly of us for that but…”

“Yes, I do!”

“But seriously Rainbow,” Rarity continues. “Recently you’ve been acting strange. It’s like you’ve been avoiding us lately. You spend most of your time at home or reading at Twilight’s.”

“Ah haven’t even seen ya at my last rodeo!” Applejack joins in. “Everypony was there cheering for me, except for ya. “

Please, AJ. Don’t make me feel guiltier than I already am for that.

“Y-yeah…I told you about that! I was practicing! I heard Spitfire was in town so I wanted to show her my best moves and I couldn’t miss that chance…” Not my best lie, but at least it holds up. Or it would if AJ didn’t raise her eyebrow in suspicion.

The look of her eye says clearly: “I’m not convinced. Not at all.”

And of course she couldn't say that to my face. “If you say so, sugarcube…”

“Yeah!That’s what I just said!” A nervous and goofy grin appears on my face like an automatic reflex. I have to go away. I need to run, at least from her…

“You know what I should do? Tell Fluttershy! She doesn’t know it yet…probably!” As I say this I try to step back as far as I could. From an outside observer I’d look like a crab…A particularly cowardly crab…

“Oh yes!” Rarity practically screams. “How could we let poor Fluttershy out? It is your job…neigh, your duty to go inform her quickly!”

“Well, she just had to say it, right? Bye, girls!” And once again, two times on the same day, I have to run away from my friends because I just don’t know how to react. At least the first time it was funnier, I have to admit.

As I turn to see the two happily chatting while going on their merry way, I can’t help to feel something I never thought I would feel: envy.

I mean the uncouth farmer and the refined stylist who make their social barriers disappear in favor of their mutual passion is kinda cute. Really cute, since they’ve been together for a few months already and it’s still working perfectly. Maybe it’s because I’m a bit cynical. I’m nopony to judge what my friends do and surely I’m not jealous because I had this massive crush on AJ…

And I just couldn’t hide that, not even from myself, could I? Well, whether I admit itor not, it’s too late now to make a move on her…Just as was before since I couldn’t do it because she was one of my dearest friends and, as far as I know, it never works between friends. That’s why I couldn’t even ask her out, I was afraid I would’ve ruined everything. And of course I would…Whenever I make the first step it’s always a disaster! Apparently somepony, mare or stallion, finds my energetic approach a little too intense for their tastes. Is it a sin to be competitive and happy to be alive in this small town? Apparently, yes! Because everypony feels somehow intimidated by me…except AJ…No, she only was the first one to challenge me openly, but proved to be more than a match for me on many occasions and never felt threatened once. Actually, she saw right through my crap more times than I could count.

The only pony in which I saw an equal.And an awesome friend, too. Was it a mistake feeling a little…kinda…a lot attracted by her? Since I’m the one talking and, thus, I can’t be contradicted, no it wasn’t.

I just couldn’t step in and tell her how I felt, and when Rarity came into the picture I lost my chance entirely. Being together with a friend is one thing but becoming a rival to another one? No, thanks.I have standards.

I could feel some compassion for little Spike. Poor little guy always had a crush on Rare, but now I think he has to move on to another pony. Or another dragon, even though I didn’t see any female dragon during that migration…Note to self: Ask Twilight how does a female dragon looks like.

Wait...if only few ponies can tell apart males from females, what if Spike…Is actually a girl?!
...

So, I’m an idiot. What, are you perfect?

I float down, until I spot Fluttershy’s cottage in the distance. I see her desperately trying to catch Angel while keeping a carrot between her teeth. I really don’t get that bunny. Free shelter and food and you’re still such a jerk to one of the nicest ponies ever? At least Tank is less demanding and a lot nicer… Speaking of my tortoise, I try to scream to make her notice him but no avail. She trips over my pet, which remains blissfully unaware, and gets launched in the air making a few turns and lands rather painfully looking on her rump! I rushed to her to make sure she’s okay.

“Oh, my gosh! Fluttershy! Are you alright?!”

“Oh, hello Rainbow Dash!” She looks dizzy and her head spins a little. “And Rainbow Dash is here, too! And a third one!”
I try to shake her a little to make regain her sense. “Fluttershy! Please!”

She blinks several times and shook her head “Oh, Rainbow Dash. Don’t worry, I’m alright! Angel is a bit difficult but I had worse.”

I don't felt reassured by that. I always thought it was necessary that I or one of the others has to spend more time with her, rather than leaving her alone with that little monster. I blow a raspberry at him before telling her about the whole thing.

“What brings you here?”

“Well, Rarity and Applejack asked me to tell you of the sleepover at Twilight’s this Saturday.”

“Oh, I already know that. In fact, Rarity already told me before! She wanted me to take a look at Opal because her fur isn’t bright as usual.”

How to waste my efforts: An epic in 12 parts. I’m gonna get back on Rarity for this…

“Is everything ok, Rainbow? Was it something I said?” she gasps. “Or something I didn’t say?”

I wave my hoof at her. “Nah, don’t worry. I’m cool like that. Well, since I’m not needed…I guess I’ll see you Saturday…” I took off and started flying my way home.

“Bye, Dash!” She waves at me. I don’t even turn to wave back at her. I felt like a jerk…and an idiot for falling for that trick.

I'm still a little bitter after the whole AJ business, so I decide to skip the whole “errand pony” part. Pinkie probably already knew about this and there was no reason to disturb her on work. And probably her Pinkie Sense already told her I was a little blue and she would try to cheer me up. Which is, undeniably nice as she did that a lot of times for me or others but this time…I really wasn’t in the mood.Sometimes a pony reaches the point where she just doesn’t want to hear anything from anypony, no matter how benign her intentions are…or at least for a day.

I’d have plenty of sappiness stuffed on my face during the sleepover with those two, so I wanted to enjoy some silence alone.

The fated evening arrives and I don’t even notice.

Everything looks distant and cold, words are muted, spoiled of all of their context. It’s like a foreign movie. I can understand what’s going on for the most part but the context, the tiny details, all lost… The most interesting thing is probably Pinkie Pie jumping on Fluttershy in mid fly and trying to ride her. Judging by the reaction of the others that came completely out of nowhere,which makes it only funnier. Shy moves desperately left and right while Pinkie is probably shouting and laughing having the time of her life.Probably the only laugh I got from the evening. Good, old Pinkie Pie, at least you’re having fun.

And then Twilight has the brilliant idea to play spin the bottle.

Yeah, I don’t know either. I saw her looking at some book she found before which is probably the one Rare and AJ told me about.

And, of course, she has the brilliant idea to make Applejack start. Probably for alphabetical order.My heart stops for a second.

The bottle stops on Rarity.

And a second time.

And a third.

What have I done to you, universe? Why do you feel the need to punish me so much? I watch them smooch passionately, more passionately than a game of spin the bottle should turn out and I pray to Celestia that this day finally ends. I feel sorry for Twilight…She looks at me distraught. She knows I’m not enjoying it at all but…I don’t know, I’m just not feeling me today.

Maybe I avoided the problem for so long that I can’t stand it to face it again, especially not in front of everypony.

Thanks Celestia, we get to the “sleep” part of the sleepover.

And there I was, at the culmination of a lifelong dream. At last I was Captain of the Wonderbolts! A crowd of thousands of ponies were giving me the praise I deserved, while the best fliers of Equestria bowed before my skills and prowess. Clad in a golden lined Wonderbolt uniform and flyer goggles emblazoned in gems from the Royal Reserve as the living proof that being awesome as me is the key of being successful, I stood on the podium with the wind in my mane for everypony to admire.

You can do that, it’s free!

Even Princess Celestia herself was congratulating me, being a bit humbled by the sheer awesomeness of Rainbow Dash.

“It is an honor to bestow you the title not only Captain of the Wonderbolts, but also Captain of the Royal Guard, Minister of Everything that is Radical and Eternal Champion of the Skies!” she proclaimed. The crowd roared even more as befit of a pony of my status.

“And now, Rainbow Dash, you shall be rewarded fitting for the greatest pegasus who ever lived!” said the princess as she used her magic to slip the uniform off me to show the world my sleek, perfect body and my luscious mane. Then Spitfire and Soarin, my idols before and my greatest admirers and closest companion now, leaned closer to me.

Spitfire, in the most seductive voice she could musters, speaks to me while holding me tight in her toned forelegs. “I bet you waited so long for this…”

Soarin joined in. He was so close I could feel his warm breath on my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “And now it’s here!”

Spitfire stars leaving a trail of soft, wet kisses on my chest while Soarin started massaging my wings, slowly beginning at the base, steadily rising on their length gently stroking every feather. The touch of his hooves combined with the softness of Spitfire’s lips all over my coat makes every hair of my fur stand up and I feel a familiar quiver between my haunches. I want this so bad. This is not enough.

Thankfully, they know it too and I’m too carried away by their foreplay that I play along as they lay me on my back…on the podium…in front of everypony! The crowd only cheered louder,they sure know a good show when they see one. After all, I’m the main attraction!

My wings are gloriously spread on the ground and stiff as ever, they demand attention. And Soarin complies, starting to suck on the tip of every feather, one by one. He follows them going upward, caressing all of them with his soft wet tongue. When he arrives at the biggest one I feel a jolt in my spine, the intricate net of nerves and muscles in my wings goes completely crazy, causing my forelegs to push to the ground. And Spitfire was very busy, too.

At this point she started to lick my chest, going all the way down to my belly. Her tongue is even softer than her lips and her trail of saliva on my coat makes me sensitive to the breeze and I love it.
She’s going lower and lower…lower…lower…higher!...lower…Exactly where I want it! She stares hungry at my snatch, deciding where to start.

“Please…”I say. “Please…do it.” I don’t care if I have to beg, I’m too excited to think right now.

“Oh, you’re fast even in this,”she says followed by the sexiest giggle ever. I shiver as her tongue begins to gently caress my folds, circling my entrance with care. If I wasn’t wet before I sure am right now. During her licking she slowly collects my juice, keeping a little on her tongue to savor it as much as she can before swallowing it with a satisfied look in her eyes.
She then passes on slow, drawn out licks, savoring every inch of my marehood. She continued as she finally pushes her longue tongue inside my slit, moving it in circles, and then up and down, frantically and desperately. The pressure is unbearable and I can’t give up…but the feeling of her doing that inside is driving me crazy! I need to concentrate on something else.

And for the grace of Celestia herself (who was still there watching), Soarin once again came into my rescue.

He reveals his massive, throbbing member, as it is pointed right at me. He was ready for it, of course, as I could see from the tiny veins on it and a small drop of his liquid hanging from the tip. He approaches me with that huge…thing, like a dangerous weapon. I hesitate for a few second, before giving it a tentative lick.

It tastes so good and yet salty that my licks became more frantic and desperate as I try to moisten his cock before fully gulping it. I close my lips on it as I let it slide inside my mouth and begin to suck it. I go slowly, to let him get used to the feeling of my mouth, before going faster and faster, letting one inch at time further and further in my mouth until I start feeling his gland pushing at the back of my throat.

It’s a weird, smothering feeling but it’s good in its own way. In the heat of the moment I put my forelegs around Spitfire’s head and I yank her closer to my opening, burying her face deep between my haunches and I start bucking my hips in her face, you know, just to help her out. She moans gently, half-suffocating a giggle while Soarin up there just grunts and pumps while fucking my mouth, timing his trusting with my sucking in a perfect harmony.

The cheering of the crowd, becomes louder and louder, the moaning of two pegasi and the tiny little detail of the princess still watching, makes my mind addled with pleasure. I feel the heat starting from my haunches exploding all over my body, from the plant of my hooves to the tip of my feathers as a stream of liquid is sprayed on Spitfire’s face which she drinks gladly. But she’s not the only one who’s getting lucky, since Soarin releases his load into my mouth.It is so much and so thick that I have to chew it a little before swallowing it.

I can’t help to feel a little exhausted by all of this, but also extremely satisfied. I feel wet and sore exactly where I want to be and everything in the world feels perfect. And the best part of it? It wasn’t finished it yet!

As I laid down still in the afterglow, Spitfire sits upon me, her plentiful rump standing right above me while she uses her hooves to spread further my overused pussy. It’s still sensitive after her past attentions but nothing too severe, in fact it’s kinda exciting.

Even if my vision is still hindered by her butt I see a bright flash of light, pure solar light that paints the whole world white. My eyes are a bit dazzled by it but this didn’t stop me from hearing the important part.

“And now, prepare yourself for the insertion of the Royal Horn!”

And the crowd goes absolutely crazy…and so am I! It’s too good to be true. The waiting is unbearable; I just want that horn inside of me, ravishing me.

Her magic working only to satisfy me, everything I could aspire for. My heart beats fast; everything goes mute while I prepare myself for…

And of course, I wake up.

I can’t help to feel disappointed…and creeped out. I’ll have to be honest about the whole Soarin and Spitfire threesome fantasy…I really liked that. But when Princess Celestia joined in it really confused me. Now I know how Twilight feels…

What? The signs all are there. She’s the one who just doesn’t want to admit it!

I try to look around me only to see darkness. Not just the darkness of the night as the light of the stars outside could at least help me to discern the content of Twilight’s bedroom, but total darkness. I start to worry and try and try to feel my eyes. I notice a black cloth on them…a blindfold? I scoff at it, thinking of it as an unfunny joke but I’m rather surprised as my hoof is knocked away from the blindfold and pinned against the bed, with the other one as well.

“What the h…” I try to say something but my cry for help is quickly muffled by the mouth of another pony that slides its tongue inside my mouth. I yelp but its softened by that soft, wet tongue wriggling in me, playing hide and seek with mine and then finally finding and pushing against it…and it feels so hot.

My mind wanders; who is it? Is it one of the girls? It has to be, because there isn’t anypony there other than us and the feeling of these hooves tells me that it surely can’t be Spike. Her tongue wasn’t like sandpaper (See? I know something about dragons!), but of an unspeakable softness…The only thing I could gather from it was the nice flavor of mint…

Our little tongue contest goes on for a while before we feel the need to breathe. Between pants I try to speak once again, an explanation now would be nice.

“Who are y…”

“Shhhhh” and she already tells me to shut up. That is just rude…but she’s got a point, though. Probably all the other girls are around us, it would be very awkward if we made any noise and wake them up. Unless they are already awake, and watching us…Even if she’s forcing herself onto me, even if there’s this horrifying possibility, my heart still beats fast, my fur stands up once again and I feel my wings spreading beneath me, so stiff that they began to hurt as they try to pierce the mattress with their sheer hardness.

“Go on!” My first complete sentence.

She didn’t shush me this time at least. She starts off slowly, tenderly covering my snout in little kisses, kisses that feel so tender and yet so passionate. The scent of mint almost intoxicates me. She trails her way down to my neck, mixing the kisses with playful nibs before passing my chest and belly. The lower she goes themore the intensity of the kisses rise and the nibs become little bites. They do not hurt and feel like a pleasant tingle all over my skin.

She’s so good at that my haunches quiver once again, just like in my dream. Whoever she is, she’s good. Too good…My heart leaps at that thought but at least I have to try.

“AJ…” I whisper, “is that you?”

She suddenly stops. I realize then, I made a terrible mistake.

Her reaction tells me a whole lot of different things, so many that my head just can’t work through all of them. Her silence is torture, even though she was basically forcing onto me she still could possibly be one of my closest friends and in some way I’ve hurt her…Unless it’s really AJ and she was surprised about my supernatural insight. She’s still keeping me pinned to my back, so she must be pretty strong at least...Or maybe i'm just letting her do this. I wish I could touch her, run my hooves all over her body and sniff her mane to see if she smells like apples and sweat…

And then she starts again, faster than me. Her mouth suddenly attacks the pit of my wing, just on the muscle that connects it to my back. She starts to suck with roughness at my most sensitive spot, only to use her tongue once in a while to rapidly tickle it. She lets one of her hooves slide down, freeing my foreleg, slowly caressing it all the way to its pit and then, all over my chest. Even if the pleasure is coursing faster and faster through my entire spine, I 'm still tempted to at least touch her, to see if I could discern something useful. But I like that game, Celestia help me (no, that way!), I love it!

I let her do her job as her hoof finally finds my nubs, wet, engorged and ready for action. She uses that hoof to slowly rub my clit. I just want to scream and moan and then I want to catch my breath and do some more as her sucking and rubbing goes faster and faster, proportionally to my breathing that gets more desperate as I try to hold back within this ecstasy.
The rubbing feels slower and her tongue comes to a stop, while still resting on my coat. While I try to think some way to express my disappointment, her wetness assaults me again, zigzagging all over my belly right to the spot that really matters.

At the lightest touch on my swollen clitoris I yelp, plain and simple.

“Oh, my gosh!” I gasp,as I slam my forelegs on the sheets. She shushes once again, this time giving a little slap to my flank to underline her point. My rump quivers and the pleasant vibrations from the slap make only want to do it again, so she could punish me more. Fortunately my deranged train of thoughts is hastily derailed by her tongue gently circling my clitoris, teasing it and making my heart beat faster as waves of pure pleasure race all over my body.

But I still have to fight the feeling, neigh, the urge, to scream out my joy and excitement at every single flick of her tongue. My whole body tenses as my breathing goes fasterand I try to keep all of this within me…and she notices it. As she envelops my clit with her lips and start to suck it and gobble it I just give up.

I have to scream, quietly but regularly as she pleasures me like I’ve never been in all of my young life. I hate to just lie down and take it but I’m so into this little game that I have no choice.

“Aaaah-Aaaah-Ahahaaaa…” A little moan for every time I can feel her lips or her tongue.

I trust my hips at her face as that wonderful pressure builds up in my loins. My tongue is out of control, lolling out of my mouth, as it wants some action too but that wouldn’t be playing by the rules.

My moans become disconnected groans as my mind can’t muster even the concept of vowels and could only concentrate on that wonderful sensation.

Finally, a fire erupts from my nethers through my wings and makes my spine arch. My head feels dizzy and spins, pleasure overwhelms all of my basic functions as I feel only pure, unadulterated bliss as I came quietly but abundantly. I can feel her lapping vigorously and drinking all the liquid that comes out of me.My body completely relaxes and goes limp as I let her finish me off.

I’m too exhausted, so completely done that I slip from that delightful afterglow immediately into sleep.

In a fleeting moment I can feel her removing my blindfold,but my eyes close before I could catch a glance at her.

As I fall asleep, I find one further reason for why I don’t get my friends,sometimes.

If you like me so much, why not just tell me?

I can still feel her mint flavored mouth in my dreams…